dinsdag 23 september 2014

BALLAD-13 b a l l a d 8

B A L L A D 8

8.1
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'hup!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Busy sauntering following the busy sauntering deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the raven indeed is good
Yes I can sing the beautiful sluicesong of the polderpeople
'We in the polders saunteringly search for beautiful intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'hup!'

8.2
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked cryJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Stingy beaming following the stingy beaming deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the crest indeed is flawless
Yes I can sing the indifferent streetsong of the citypeople
'We in the cities beamingly search for indifferent intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a cry

8.3
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'enough!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Humbly scraping following the humbly scraping deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the night indeed is slow
Yes I can sing the gloomy herbsong of the steppepeople
'We in the steppes scrapingly search for gloomy intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'enough!'

8.4
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked sobJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Frugally gathering following the frugally gathering deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the dream indeed is pale
Yes I can sing the hollow windsong of the coastpeople
'We on the coasts gatheringly search for hollow intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a sob

8.5
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'come!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Skillfully fleeing following the skillfully fleeing deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the heart indeed is hard
Yes I can sing the prompt brooksong of the slopepeople
'We on the slopes fleeingly search for prompt intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'come!'

8.6
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked yellJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Loudly laughing following the loudly laughing deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the smoke indeed is sharp
Yes I can sing the outspoken snowsong of the tundrapeople
'We in the tundras laughingly search for outspoken intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a yell

8.7
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'go!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Tenderly harassing following the tenderly harassing deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the wound indeed is clean
Yes I can sing the vigorous reedsong of the lakepeople
'We on the lakes harassingly search for vigorous intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'go!'

8.8
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked wailJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Crossly compelling following the crossly compelling deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the sun indeed is pure
Yes I can sing the inert rocksong of the cavepeople
'We in the caves compellingly search for inert intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a wail

8.9
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'hurrah!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Shrilly scolding following the shrilly scolding deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the seagull indeed is wild
Yes I can sing the gay dustsong of the savannahpeople
'We on the savannahs scoldingly search for gay intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'hurrah!'

8.10
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked yawnJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Cramped tilting following the cramped tilting deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the strength indeed is weak
Yes I can sing the surly mudsong of the riverbankpeople
'We on the riverbanks tiltingly search for surly intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a yawn

8.11
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'stop!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Cracked fizzing following the cracked fizzing deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the hope indeed is delicate
Yes I can sing the calm sodsong of the heathpeople
'We on the heaths fizzingly search for calm intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'stop!'

8.12
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked yodelJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Obscenely shunning following the obscenely shunning deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the rose indeed is timid
Yes I can sing the ancient moonsong of the desertpeople
'We in the deserts shunningly search for ancient intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a yodel

8.13
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'now!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Vituoso consuming following the virtuoso consuming deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the uvula indeed is soft
Yes I can sing the cautious grazesong of the veldpeople
'We in the velds consumingly search for cautious intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'now!'

8.14
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked whistleJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Hoarsely hiccuping following the hoarsely hiccuping deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the crow indeed is early
Yes I can sing the rigid datesong of the oasispeople
'We in the oases hiccupingly search for rigid intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a whistle

8.15
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'bah!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Wistfully lingering following the wistfully lingering deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the youth indeed is happy
Yes I can sing the hasty mosquitosong of the swamppeople
'We in the swamps lingeringly search for hasty intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'bah!'

8.16
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked snoreJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Perky muttering following the perky muttering deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the woman indeed is loose
Yes I can sing the modest turfsong of the bogpeople
'We in the bogs mutteringly search for modest intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a snore

8.17
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'help!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Longingly hopping following the longingly hopping deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the rice indeed is fresh
Yes I can sing the cool humussong of the moundpeople
'We on the mounds hoppingly search for cool intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'help!'

8.18
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked belchJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Unyieldingly jumping following the unyieldingly jumping deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the belly indeed is lean
Yes I can sing the cheerful fungussong of the forestpeople
'We in the forests jumpingly search for cheerful intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a belch

8.19
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked 'no!'Just for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Slavishly lisping following the slavishly lisping deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the task indeed is vain
Yes I can sing the chaste rainsong of the prairiepeople
'We on the prairies lispingly search for chaste intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a 'no!'

8.20
But to be able to let escape an unprovoked tuneJust for once produce a sound that holds a surprise
Fussy podding following the fussy podding deer, makes me forgetTo repeatedly give actual breath to sage language is healing To see ever anew whether the man indeed is lazy
Yes I can sing the contented damsong of the terracepeople
'We on the terraces poddingly search for contented intravagant peculiarities'But to, unprovoked!, be able to let escape a tune